Chapter 575: Back in Action
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Chapter 575: Back in Action
Once hed dove downwards, falling through the water and the web that held up the whole of the swamp, Sage readied a counter attack against the Nascent Souls that might follow him down. Sensing no immediate pursuer, he reached up to the web and touched against one of the roots of the Sacred Banyan that had extended through. Once hed made physical contact with a part of it, it established a connection to them all. The Sacred Banyan created a forest with only one canopy, and by touching one he could sense them all. It was also how he could supply Qi to expand the Banyan without having to move from the center. The senses of a tree were quite limited, so he couldnt quite tell what was going on, but there were no longer large parts of the Banyan getting damaged.
Did they move to regroup? This is a chance!
Back on the surface, Sages guess was correct. The trio of Nascent Souls were regrouping with the giant tortoise. It had finally righted itself and Whitestaff was sitting on top of its head. She continued to use her strange soul techniques to form a rapport with the beast. Even so, the tortoise was far from having a full conversation with her. She didnt have a Hearts Tongue, nor did she have a pair of old monsters who told her how to make one.
Get the Living Disaster to go first. This whole swamp is a giant web. Get him to destroy it while we prepare.
The serious woman threw her voice to Whitestaff, and then called over some of her subordinates. At the same time, Hei Bai had rushed up to the group and the Swordsman glared at her, Dont start with me. Stay with the others, we wont be letting him get away this time.
The giant tortoise stared at the group of drummers with a fire building in its mouth, but then Whitestaff tapped her staff against the top of its head and it stopped. Then it snapped its mouth a few times and lifted and dropped its legs like it was trying something out. Then its head leaned back and it honked at the sky. It was a joyful sound, and at that moment it started to stomp back out towards the swamp. While it started to make its move, the Fu Clan did as well. They had remained well to the rear, but now that they were covered by the drummers aura they ran at their full speed. They moved with practiced precision, the bulk of them ran in a single file line, hundreds of them at the fourth rank. To either side of the line were dozens of rank fives, spread out equally to flank their weaker clansmen. Their Nascent Soul was at the head of the single file line, and led them to skirt around the side of the swamp. At that point, law power gathered around him and he made some hand signs, then threw a writhing ball of darkness into the air.
He lobbed it like a softball and it formed a gentle arc, one that carried it thousands of feet. The ball of darkness emitted a huge cloud of smoke around it as it traveled, creating an arch a dozen feet thick. Then the man jumped up onto the black smoke cloud and started to run along it like it was an arched bridge. What was even more amazing was that the Fu Clansmen behind him followed his path, each and everyone of them traveled up the smoky road into the sky. They traveled quickly, following the smoke road that led them out past the edge of the swamp where it transitioned to a sea.
While the Fu Clan moved through the sky to avoid the swamp, the tortoise was causing a ruckus. It had already been able to cause huge ripples in the water and displace all the muck and mud along the swamps bottom just by walking. Now that it was stomping purposefully with its full might, the whole swamp seemed to shake. If they didnt know any better, they might have just thought it was a tiny earthquake caused by the force of its steps. Only, they did know better and could now see that the swamp shook a little too much and recovered a little too slowly. It swayed back and forth for a bit longer than it should. The Living Disaster continued to stomp further into the swamp, guided by Whitestaff. The further they were from the edge the weaker the web would be.
The many cultivators to either side of the swamp were not sitting around idle either, they gathered their strength and the stronger among them started to call out a cadence, organizing a unified attack in time with the beats of the drums. They released dozens of attacks at a time, targeting the ground at the edge of the swamp, chewing the place up in order to weaken the foundations that the web was attached to. The constant shaking had already taken effect and the trees in the swamp were falling one after another. Only those entwined with the Sacred Banyan stayed upright, but even those only lasted a few minutes longer. The giant unified canopy tilted and the remaining forest at the center of the swamp cracked and fell into the hole in the web. The parts of the now shattered banyan slid into the deep water.
At that moment large amounts of law energy gathered and the Nascent Soul Swordsman showed himself once more. He was at the right edge of the swamp where it met the sea and his sword became a flash of light. There was a creaking boom and the swamp started to sink.
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Chapter 575: Back in Action
Once hed dove downwards, falling through the water and the web that held up the whole of the swamp, Sage readied a counter attack against the Nascent Souls that might follow him down. Sensing no immediate pursuer, he reached up to the web and touched against one of the roots of the Sacred Banyan that had extended through. Once hed made physical contact with a part of it, it established a connection to them all. The Sacred Banyan created a forest with only one canopy, and by touching one he could sense them all. It was also how he could supply Qi to expand the Banyan without having to move from the center. The senses of a tree were quite limited, so he couldnt quite tell what was going on, but there were no longer large parts of the Banyan getting damaged.
Did they move to regroup? This is a chance!
Back on the surface, Sages guess was correct. The trio of Nascent Souls were regrouping with the giant tortoise. It had finally righted itself and Whitestaff was sitting on top of its head. She continued to use her strange soul techniques to form a rapport with the beast. Even so, the tortoise was far from having a full conversation with her. She didnt have a Hearts Tongue, nor did she have a pair of old monsters who told her how to make one.
Get the Living Disaster to go first. This whole swamp is a giant web. Get him to destroy it while we prepare.
The serious woman threw her voice to Whitestaff, and then called over some of her subordinates. At the same time, Hei Bai had rushed up to the group and the Swordsman glared at her, Dont start with me. Stay with the others, we wont be letting him get away this time.
The giant tortoise stared at the group of drummers with a fire building in its mouth, but then Whitestaff tapped her staff against the top of its head and it stopped. Then it snapped its mouth a few times and lifted and dropped its legs like it was trying something out. Then its head leaned back and it honked at the sky. It was a joyful sound, and at that moment it started to stomp back out towards the swamp. While it started to make its move, the Fu Clan did as well. They had remained well to the rear, but now that they were covered by the drummers aura they ran at their full speed. They moved with practiced precision, the bulk of them ran in a single file line, hundreds of them at the fourth rank. To either side of the line were dozens of rank fives, spread out equally to flank their weaker clansmen. Their Nascent Soul was at the head of the single file line, and led them to skirt around the side of the swamp. At that point, law power gathered around him and he made some hand signs, then threw a writhing ball of darkness into the air.
He lobbed it like a softball and it formed a gentle arc, one that carried it thousands of feet. The ball of darkness emitted a huge cloud of smoke around it as it traveled, creating an arch a dozen feet thick. Then the man jumped up onto the black smoke cloud and started to run along it like it was an arched bridge. What was even more amazing was that the Fu Clansmen behind him followed his path, each and everyone of them traveled up the smoky road into the sky. They traveled quickly, following the smoke road that led them out past the edge of the swamp where it transitioned to a sea.
While the Fu Clan moved through the sky to avoid the swamp, the tortoise was causing a ruckus. It had already been able to cause huge ripples in the water and displace all the muck and mud along the swamps bottom just by walking. Now that it was stomping purposefully with its full might, the whole swamp seemed to shake. If they didnt know any better, they might have just thought it was a tiny earthquake caused by the force of its steps. Only, they did know better and could now see that the swamp shook a little too much and recovered a little too slowly. It swayed back and forth for a bit longer than it should. The Living Disaster continued to stomp further into the swamp, guided by Whitestaff. The further they were from the edge the weaker the web would be.
The many cultivators to either side of the swamp were not sitting around idle either, they gathered their strength and the stronger among them started to call out a cadence, organizing a unified attack in time with the beats of the drums. They released dozens of attacks at a time, targeting the ground at the edge of the swamp, chewing the place up in order to weaken the foundations that the web was attached to. The constant shaking had already taken effect and the trees in the swamp were falling one after another. Only those entwined with the Sacred Banyan stayed upright, but even those only lasted a few minutes longer. The giant unified canopy tilted and the remaining forest at the center of the swamp cracked and fell into the hole in the web. The parts of the now shattered banyan slid into the deep water.
At that moment large amounts of law energy gathered and the Nascent Soul Swordsman showed himself once more. He was at the right edge of the swamp where it met the sea and his sword became a flash of light. There was a creaking boom and the swamp started to sink.
Chapter 575: Back in ActionOnce hed dove downwards, falling through the water and the web that held up the whole of the swamp, Sage readied a counter attack against the Nascent Souls that might follow him down. Sensing no immediate pursuer, he reached up to the web and touched against one of the roots of the Sacred Banyan that had extended through. Once hed made physical contact with a part of it, it established a connection to them all. The Sacred Banyan created a forest with only one canopy, and by touching one he could sense them all. It was also how he could supply Qi to expand the Banyan without having to move from the center. The senses of a tree were quite limited, so he couldnt quite tell what was going on, but there were no longer large parts of the Banyan getting damaged. Did they move to regroup? This is a chance!Back on the surface, Sages guess was correct. The trio of Nascent Souls were regrouping with the giant tortoise. It had finally righted itself and Whitestaff was sitting on top of its head. She continued to use her strange soul techniques to form a rapport with the beast. Even so, the tortoise was far from having a full conversation with her. She didnt have a Hearts Tongue, nor did she have a pair of old monsters who told her how to make one. Get the Living Disaster to go first. This whole swamp is a giant web. Get him to destroy it while we prepare.The serious woman threw her voice to Whitestaff, and then called over some of her subordinates. At the same time, Hei Bai had rushed up to the group and the Swordsman glared at her, Dont start with me. Stay with the others, we wont be letting him get away this time.The giant tortoise stared at the group of drummers with a fire building in its mouth, but then Whitestaff tapped her staff against the top of its head and it stopped. Then it snapped its mouth a few times and lifted and dropped its legs like it was trying something out. Then its head leaned back and it honked at the sky. It was a joyful sound, and at that moment it started to stomp back out towards the swamp. While it started to make its move, the Fu Clan did as well. They had remained well to the rear, but now that they were covered by the drummers aura they ran at their full speed. They moved with practiced precision, the bulk of them ran in a single file line, hundreds of them at the fourth rank. To either side of the line were dozens of rank fives, spread out equally to flank their weaker clansmen. Their Nascent Soul was at the head of the single file line, and led them to skirt around the side of the swamp. At that point, law power gathered around him and he made some hand signs, then threw a writhing ball of darkness into the air.He lobbed it like a softball and it formed a gentle arc, one that carried it thousands of feet. The ball of darkness emitted a huge cloud of smoke around it as it traveled, creating an arch a dozen feet thick. Then the man jumped up onto the black smoke cloud and started to run along it like it was an arched bridge. What was even more amazing was that the Fu Clansmen behind him followed his path, each and everyone of them traveled up the smoky road into the sky. They traveled quickly, following the smoke road that led them out past the edge of the swamp where it transitioned to a sea. While the Fu Clan moved through the sky to avoid the swamp, the tortoise was causing a ruckus. It had already been able to cause huge ripples in the water and displace all the muck and mud along the swamps bottom just by walking. Now that it was stomping purposefully with its full might, the whole swamp seemed to shake. If they didnt know any better, they might have just thought it was a tiny earthquake caused by the force of its steps. Only, they did know better and could now see that the swamp shook a little too much and recovered a little too slowly. It swayed back and forth for a bit longer than it should. The Living Disaster continued to stomp further into the swamp, guided by Whitestaff. The further they were from the edge the weaker the web would be. The many cultivators to either side of the swamp were not sitting around idle either, they gathered their strength and the stronger among them started to call out a cadence, organizing a unified attack in time with the beats of the drums. They released dozens of attacks at a time, targeting the ground at the edge of the swamp, chewing the place up in order to weaken the foundations that the web was attached to. The constant shaking had already taken effect and the trees in the swamp were falling one after another. Only those entwined with the Sacred Banyan stayed upright, but even those only lasted a few minutes longer. The giant unified canopy tilted and the remaining forest at the center of the swamp cracked and fell into the hole in the web. The parts of the now shattered banyan slid into the deep water. At that moment large amounts of law energy gathered and the Nascent Soul Swordsman showed himself once more. He was at the right edge of the swamp where it met the sea and his sword became a flash of light. There was a creaking boom and the swamp started to sink.
